Grahame and I are back in Yangon after a crazy couple of days. It is Easter Sunday, so the team here are all going off to church this morning. We are are all from different situations, and joining our brothers and sisters from another culture and tongue praising the one who died for us. How marvellous to be in the body of Christ.
Friday we had our first experience of an "Airbus". We boarded in Yangon, flew one hour to Heho, landed for 15 minutes, we had to stay put, while others passengers got out and others got in. The plane refuelled then up in the air again for 20 minutes, then landing in Mandalay for 15 minutes, some out and others in; off again for 20 minutes, landing in Titicheleck for 15 minutes, some out others in, the up again to Kiayung Tung for another hour. Finally it was our time to get out, thank goodness.
Just like catching a bus, only in the air. It was very exhausting. We flew over beautiful hills and glorious farmlands.
I know we are proud of our flying kangaroo airline. But Myannmar have done one better. Their symbol is a flying elephant. It gives a new meaning to "thank goodness, cows can't fly"
We connected with some lovely people there are are trusting we will be able to set up a school there to educate the poor. Illiteracy is 80per cent in that region. The land there that is available, is on a hill, with low mountains surrounding, and below lots of,rice paddies. It is cooler there also. It was worth the "Airbus" experience to meet these lovely people. The pastor was taking a 9 hour trek on his scooter up into the mountains to care for the churches in that region the next day. The committed lives these people live is always a challenge for us. Time to go to church. More later. Robyn
Friday we had our first experience of an "Airbus". We boarded in Yangon, flew one hour to Heho, landed for 15 minutes, we had to stay put, while others passengers got out and others got in. The plane refuelled then up in the air again for 20 minutes, then landing in Mandalay for 15 minutes, some out and others in; off again for 20 minutes, landing in Titicheleck for 15 minutes, some out others in, the up again to Kiayung Tung for another hour. Finally it was our time to get out, thank goodness.
Just like catching a bus, only in the air. It was very exhausting. We flew over beautiful hills and glorious farmlands.
I know we are proud of our flying kangaroo airline. But Myannmar have done one better. Their symbol is a flying elephant. It gives a new meaning to "thank goodness, cows can't fly"
We connected with some lovely people there are are trusting we will be able to set up a school there to educate the poor. Illiteracy is 80per cent in that region. The land there that is available, is on a hill, with low mountains surrounding, and below lots of,rice paddies. It is cooler there also. It was worth the "Airbus" experience to meet these lovely people. The pastor was taking a 9 hour trek on his scooter up into the mountains to care for the churches in that region the next day. The committed lives these people live is always a challenge for us. Time to go to church. More later. Robyn
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